Since the new "Tonight Show with Conan O'Brien" began, I'd been mystified by the unnatural-sounding inflection Andy Richter used when announcing himself in the opening. I finally made an audio clip to point this out, located here. (His usual line is "and I'm Andy Richter," but on this particular night, he left out the "and" for whatever reason.)

On the Friday, October 2 show, he finally changed his inflection to something that sounds much more natural to me: here's that clip.

Of course, it remains to be heard whether he'll stick with the new inflection.

I also wish his line was "And me, I'm Andy Richter" (kind of a tribute to the late Ed McMahon), and, especially, that he got to sit on the couch for all the segments after the monologue, the way he did back when he was on "Late Night" with Conan, rather than being across the floor at his podium.

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From a George Carlin obituary:

Carlin constantly breached the accepted boundaries of comedy and language, particularly with his routine on the "Seven Words,? all of which are taboo on broadcast TV to this day.

Two of those words are "piss" and "tits," both of which have been heard on broadcast TV. (The former is fairly common as part of the term "pissed off," but you'll probably only hear it used as a synonym for "urination" in the late-night hours. Similarly, the censors will let the latter go through on the late-night shows. I've heard it used by guests on "Late Night with Conan O'Brien," unbleeped, more than a handful of times -- and, coincidentally, "more than a handful" happens to be the general amount of tits I like.)

At any rate, I can't wait to see if any newspapers that ran the obituary with the line above run a correction in the next few days.

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I suspect the NBC graphics department was too busy coming up with "LAST COMIC STANDING NEXT THURS 9:30/8:30c" to do the necessary proofreading.

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...and so did someone else with the same name.



(From a bit on Monday's "Late Night with Conan O'Brien" introduced as "remembering those we lost on St. Patrick's Day," a.k.a. "some Irish-sounding names the writers came up with.")

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With no writers, Conan O'Brien is being forced to do things on camera such as going to the NBC prop department and breaking valuable artifacts. On Friday night's show, while he was examining an Oscar getting a prostate exam, I couldn't help but notice one of the items on a shelf behind him.



Yes, it's 1993-94 1-Red favorite Polly the NBC Peacock, unceremoniously shoved behind a laser printer.

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